• This is a sublime cinematic experience, a rare joy that — to quote a song I always hear in Sinatra’s voice — left me Bewitched, Bothered And Bewildered.

    It is a film so special I had to watch it twice before writing about it, and you know what, La La Land? Everyone says I love you

  • It starts out shrill, turns predictable, and ends up chaotic.

    To use the language of the youth Aditya Chopra is attempting to speak, let’s call it Befi-cray-cray.

  • The actors are good and Sujoy Ghosh is tremendous at creating a textured Bengal setting, but this is a thriller which could have used more twists and smarts…

  • Dear Zindagi is a lovely picture, made with finesse and heart, and one that not only takes some stigma off the idea of seeking therapy, but — in the most natural of ways — goes a long way in making a viewer think of the people who matter most.

    The single smartest trick in this film, however, may well be the primary casting decision. Because a good therapist is a superstar.

  • The fundamental flaw in a film like this — other than the repetitive wowlessness of it all — is the fact that by creating too dry and no-nonsense protagonists instead of fleshing them out as characters, you end up failing the genre. There is only one thing a smashing action movie should aim to be: fantastic nonsense. 

  • Rock On 2 is a mediocre film.

    It is far too emo, with a hideous subplot about an aspiring musician rejected by his classical musician father, one who wears a shawl as committedly and constantly as Thakur did in Sholay.

  • Rock On 2 is a mediocre film.

    It is far too emo, with a hideous subplot about an aspiring musician rejected by his classical musician father, one who wears a shawl as committedly and constantly as Thakur did in Sholay.

  • Ae Dil Hai Mushkil is a film about tedha love — crooked love, love that refuses to stay straight — and about the unshared, pure potency of unrequited passion.

    It is a film about words long and sharp, elaborate and precise, and about the way we muck up and often manage to slip — inadequately and without definition — between them and between the lines.

  • I’m not saying Nicolas Cage could have rescued this film. Far from it.

    I’m just saying he might have given us some moments to grin at.

    This one is just a yawn.

    Should you try it out? I infer: no.

  • Queen Of Katwe, a film about an underdeveloped Uganda as much as it is about a chess prodigy, is a visually thrilling riot, a hyper-detailed sensory overload that heaps on texture so thickly you’d be forgiven for imagining you’ve smelt the spice and tasted the porridge.

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